Page 10 of The Partner Predicament

“Wanna taste?” Mason shakes his head and Jaxon chuckles. “Your loss,” he says before sucking his fingers into his mouth.

Seeing him do that does something to me, and I swear my sex gets wetter just watching him. A small moan slips past my lips and Jaxon’s hips buck up into me. Holy hell. I don’t know what either of them will do next, but I do know I don’t want this to stop.

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Mason

“What does she taste like?”

“Musky but sweet,” Jaxon says as his hand returns to her juicy little cunt.

Aspen moans louder and her head falls back on his shoulder. I thought knowing she was with another man would drive me insane, much less seeing her with one. And it has. I have gone mad with lust. My cock weeps pre-cum down the shaft and every time she moans, I can feel it all the way to my balls. The urge to take myself in hand is hard to override but I don’t want this ending too soon.

“Penetrate her with your finger,” my voice doesn’t even sound like my own.

“She is so fucking tight,” Jaxon groans once he has a finger in her. “And so close to coming.”

I watch him fuck her slowly with first one finger and then another. Aspen makes the most incredible sounds as her orgasm starts to crest but I see her struggle to reach the peak.

“Harder,” I rasp.

Jaxon gives me a questioning glance but when I nod, he puts more force behind his ministrations. Rising from my seat I stand before her, staring down at her beautiful, lust-filled face. I palm her breast and knead it softly. Taking in every breath, every rise and fall of her chest, every little noise, I wait until I know she’s ready.

Pinching her nipple harshly I smirk. “Come for us, sweetness.” And she goes off like a goddamned rocket.

“Oh…” Aspen moans loudly as Jaxon continues to fuck her with his fingers dragging out her pleasure as long as he can.

When she finally comes down, he pets her pussy lightly before lifting her off his lap and positioning her on the center of the bed.

“I want to lick this pussy until you cry,” Jaxon murmurs, framing her sex with his hands.

His gaze strays to me, asking for permission, and I smile. It may have been sudden and quite unexpected but I do think we have found our dynamic in the bedroom. With a smile I nod and watch as he pulls her shining lips apart before licking her leisurely from her entrance to her engorged little clit.

Chapter Ten

Aspen

My body is languid after the first orgasm Jaxon and Mason inflict on me. I feel slightly sleepy and totally blissed out but when I feel Jaxon’s mouth on me, his tongue sliding across my most intimate place, I am vividly aware of everything around me. My body is sensitive and although I think about telling him to stop, that I can’t handle any more, my hand tangles in his slightly too-long hair and pull him deeper into me.

Jaxon groans against my sex sending ripples of pleasure skittering across my entire being. My head trashes on the pillow as the most unbelievable sensations assault me. My breathing is harsh as he licks and nips and sucks at a place I never would have imagined wanting a man’s mouth.

From the corner of my eye, I see movement and focus on Mason. He is seated back in his favorite chair but now he has his cock in hand. He strokes it leisurely while watching what Jaxon is doing to my body.

“Touch your tits, sweetness,” he orders me, and I don’t hesitate to comply.

My entire body is oversensitized, lust replacing the blood in my veins. Slowly I run a finger on one of my distended nipples, around the areola, over the valley between the small globes before tracing the underside of one then the other. I don’t know what makes me do it but I want to look sexy for the man whose gaze tracks my every movement.

I watch his hand as he grips his length tighter, a pearl of white cum beading at the tip before sliding down his shaft and coating his hand. I lick my lips wondering if I would like the taste. Jaxon spears me with his tongue, and I close my eyes in ecstasy, moaning loudly while palming my breast.

When I open my eyes again, Mason is standing beside the bed, naked. Now that I can get a better look at his cock it looks painful, slightly red, and the mushroom head at the top a molted purple. The vein that disappears beneath his hand every so often is swollen and pushing out against the skin.

“Would you like to touch me?” he asks and there is lust coating every word. He seems desperate for me to say yes.

“Please,” I beg as I reach out.

Mason rests his knees on the bed and shuffles closer, so I don’t have to reach too far. Taking my hand in his, he wraps it around his length and applies pressure. I run my hand up and down his length a couple of times before using my thumb to catch a drop of his cum from the tip. Mason moans hoarsely before applying more pressure to my hand.

“I like a little roughness too, sweetness.”

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